What About the Pit in My Stomach?

13,000 feet in the air I was told to sit with my feet hanging out the side of the airplane.  A final wave to Jenny (getting ready to do the same) and I was out the door.

A brief flip to look at the plane and another to return facing the ground and I was falling at over 120 mph and wondering, why don't I feel this in my stomach?

There isn't the feeling of falling you get like on a roller coaster when you skydive.  It's much more like a powerful fan blowing against your face.

After roughly a minute, the parachute was pulled and then we played around with it, spinning in circles and navigating towards our landing area, for the next 5 minutes or so.  The experience, at 6 minutes(ish) actually lasted longer than I had thought it would.

The strangest part, watching the plane you took off in land while you are still in the air.

Jenny and I both made it down with big smiles and no injuries.

We'd both be excited about an opportunity to do it again sometime.